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[49] The Stranger I Knew
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A picture so grey, on broken paper it remains it conjures up a time that held importance but only in the back of my mind time turned its wheels and let it drown away let it lay on the tip of the iceberg now all I can see is a blinking light in my mind, still…
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[46] Write Like You Talk Or Talk Like You Write?
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Write like you talk or Talk like you write? which is better? intuitive thoughts or a consciousness that exhausts the mind. Words are used to bleed the world with an implosion of confusion. Caused by a fusion of overthinking and not being able to think at all. Now if I just change the gears and…
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[44] Solace from the Soulless.
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What shackles us is not the judgement of others but the perceived thought that they will judge us. We humans, a tribal community, have lived life without instantaneous connectivity almost 99% of our time on earth (if we weren’t on other planets). The age we live in, the age of connectivity demands us of our interruption,…
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[42] Water Kills You
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The story is inspired by the Writing Prompt – “100% of people who drink water will die” sounds like a dumb statistic, but you are 900 years old and very thirsty. Enjoy! ——— “Dude you’ve got to meet this guy. He looks so… different but speaks so wise. Have you seen “The Man from Earth” where…
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[40] #NaPoWriMo [12/30] { Madness Bewitches Me }
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The consumption of her crumbling madness amuses me, till the sighting of a shooting star calms my roaring laughter. She shifts. My world revolves on an axis that does not coincide with her atlas or her madness made of moulds of myopia She speaks in three, a plan to include thee Repentance mixed with madness or despondency A…
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[39] #NaPoWriMo [10/30] {You Are Made of Smoke}
…in between her gaze and her stare I fell in love Just inside her lovely mind I fell in love A galaxy in her mind that expands, though To my every mistake she fumes, though Her frightened face became her freckled face Her freckled face became her frightened face To distinguish between her gaze and…
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[38] #NaPoWriMo [9/30] {Awaken My love}
The prompt for today was to write a nine-line poem. I choose to write on the conflicting battle to be in dreams and to face reality. —— His majesty in a slumber of dreams All he does here is swing like a child only to fall into an earthquake of defeat Reality it seems is…
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[37] #NaPoWriMo (8/30) [To Be Noticed by Her]
She pinned me down like post-its on her wall A reminder of a task so important after all But to see what’s in front of you is a constant struggle So I stay invisible, almost like the nose between her eyes Her eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes They speak of a time when suns collide…
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[29] Stop Making Excuses
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Excuses are the worst form of a seemingly incurable disease that can happen to us. It is another way of staying under the sheets when you should be going out. Let’s delve deep into the psyche of excuses today. Why do we make excuses? A task so daunting that makes us feel small, makes us…
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[21] What is a Story?
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Stories are dreaming with our eyes open. It’s the art of convincing people of a certain idea but with a narrative, they can relate to. A writer puts his scrambled thoughts in a structure which may be linear, non-linear. The most vital stories of our ages are the one where the writers have “something to say”.…
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[15] Everyone is scared
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There is a guy in my classroom; tall, well built and when he speaks words flow out of him like waves hitting the rocks – rock solid. I have always envied the plethora of confidence he exudes. Never have I doubted his confidence. But then I see it shatter in front of me. The facade…
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[13] The Balancing Act
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One thing I’ve learned directing my second short film is that management of the crew, actors and the DOP is essential for creating life on screen as desired by you. I’ve only looked at directing from a skewed perspective of it being a creative desire to infuse life into 24 frames a second. Never have I…
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[11] Illness and its grip on you
A disease stricken mind can’t function at its fullest potential but if you stay idle you are letting it overpower you. Have you tried hard enough to work your mind in 102 degrees temperature that you are radiating? Illness forms a grip on you when you let it. The best way to at least make…
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[8] Trip To Imagica.
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To add to the New Year cheers our college decided to take us to Adlabs Imagica for a day filled with a mixture of entertainment and an informative experience. We reached Adlabs situated on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway after a bumpy bus ride. The coordinators fulfilled the formalities to get us in, and we were…
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[7] Thread and the needle.
When I was a child, my favourite pastime was playing with toy cars with my grandma. I used to wait for her to finish the work she did throughout the day and sit on the bed, waiting for her to come. The cars were always ready. I put them in order for her to choose…